I was going to head out on my bike this morning but the satellite picture showed a very different picture to the hour-by-hour forecast. Instead, I walked with Little dog and then cycled inside looking out at the correct satellite picture in action... rain.
We cooked at home last night but took dinner up to Barden Moor in the van to watch the sunset, rounding off Rich's day (an mine, frankly) rather nicely. We watched Wharfedale on TV but I realised I'd watched it before. I wonder if I've seen the Swaledale and Wensleydale ones and just forgotten. Getting old! Still, enjoyed them again even so. I suppose that's the bonus of forgetting.
Three minutes and counting to teaching time. Dashing...